Paris street side.

"You are really popular in Paris."

Turgenev yawned lazily, tilted his head and looked at Hugo who was trying to drip orange juice on the barbecue: "If I remember correctly, that one should be your fan, right?"

Hugo made a vague "Huh" sound, raised his head and glanced at Turgenev obediently. The foggy monocle could not conceal the confusion in those blue-purple eyes:

"I don't know...I haven't slept with him since..."

"Hey! Do you Parisians only remember the women you slept with?"

Turgenev felt the corners of his mouth twitch, and his eyes became speechless: "Also, why on earth do so many people like a person like you?"

"It's great if you can remember the people you slept with. There are so many people in the red light district who have to remember their names, and there are many, many little girls who come over and want to be with me."

Hugo blinked innocently and answered confidently. It looked like it didn’t match his old-fashioned three-piece suit.

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the mighty parade of zombies around him. He seemed to confirm something and breathed out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I still know most of the girls inside. It seems that there is something wrong with my memory. The one who ran over before must have really never been... As for why she looks so familiar, it is probably because I have slept with one of them.

Sister, sister?

"As for why you like me."

The president of the Paris Commune frowned and pondered for a few seconds, and then said thoughtfully: "Maybe girls prefer mature and reliable men like me? Maybe they feel that teasing such a person is a sense of achievement."

"You are mature enough to be a ghost. Forget it, maybe there really is a ghost on Halloween...wait?"

Turgenev first winced helplessly, and then suddenly frowned seriously as if he thought of something.

In terms of universal aesthetics, Russia's most beautiful transcendent, the handsome and handsome Mr. Turgenev should certainly be classified in the mature and reliable category.

Therefore, it is very likely that he will be treated too enthusiastically by Parisian women. Maybe there will be someone who overestimates their ability to win the attention of Lord Turgenev and takes the initiative...

Hugo glanced at Turgenev, who was bristling with alarm for no apparent reason. He silently wiped his monocle and put it back on his left eye. On the surface, he had returned to his calm appearance.

Well, I don’t know why Turgenev reacted so violently, but I guess it wasn’t because of a sense of empathy.

After all, the word "mature and stable" seems to have nothing to do with this arrogant Russian cat.

Naturally, Turgenev didn't know what Hugo was complaining about him in his heart. He just felt that his innocence was about to encounter a great crisis in Paris, the dragon's den.

Maybe a woman will come over and try to touch him soon, which is more terrifying than the thieves running around in St. Petersburg.

"Ivan? Mr. Hugo?"

Just when Turgenev had already thought of the plot of "cheating money and cheating sex", a woman's voice sounded, with a hint of surprise and confusion: "Why are you here?"

The woman's voice didn't sound very delicate and crisp, but it had a soft and tolerant gentleness, like a breeze blowing through the treetops.

Ivan Sergeyevich Turgenev, who was immersed in his own imagination, was slightly startled when he heard this inexplicably familiar voice, and then he instantly became alert.

Damn it, he knew that someone would do evil things to him, but he wouldn't back down, just...how did the other person know his name?

Hugo was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously used his own power. He felt the familiar feeling of emptiness and loneliness in the other person and then calmed down again.

"It's Beiyuan, do you want to come over and try some barbecue together? The food here tastes pretty good, especially when it's topped with honey sauce."

"Thank you, but I probably won't stay too long. I want to continue shopping and see if I can find the person I'm looking for tonight. By the way, Ivan, why are you here?"

Beihara and Feng tilted their heads, sniffed the aroma of barbecue wafting in the air, narrowed their eyes, and showed a gentle smile.

Turgenev did not say anything, probably because the program was still unresponsive. He just looked at Kitahara and Kaede with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Oh no, there really are ghosts on Halloween here.

Kitahara and Kaede blinked their orange-gold eyes in confusion, pulled down their pointed, wide-brimmed hats, covered most of their faces, and sat next to Turgenev.

"Ivan?"

The traveler reached out and poked the other party's shoulder. Seeing that the other party's status was still "Program Not Responding", he had no choice but to sigh and look at Hugo: "What's wrong with him now?"

"I probably didn't react. After all, it would be strange for my friend to turn into a girl when she went to Paris..."

Hugo thought for a while and answered seriously. Then he glanced at Beiyuan with admiration. He didn't know what he thought of and asked enthusiastically:

"So Beihara, do you have an older sister? Can you introduce her to me? Don't worry, I only go to bed and don't fall in love. I won't deceive a girl's feelings..."

"Victor Hugo, are you a pervert!"

Turgenev's brain program had just finished loading, and then he heard these words. The fur all over the Russian cat's body stood up in alarm, and he subconsciously stood between Kitahara, Maple and Hugo:

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?"

Kitahara and Feng were silent for a moment, then awkwardly and politely continued to pull their hats down.

For a moment, she thought of her cousin in her previous life who was so good at physical skills that she might be able to fight with Verlaine and Chuuya.

——Hugo will be embedded in the wall, right? He will definitely be embedded in the wall, right?

"And why are you so skilled!"

Turgenev had an expression on his face that said, "I didn't expect you to be such a Hugo." He firmly protected Beiyuan behind him, as if there was some savage beast on the other side.

Hugo said "Huh?" with an innocent face, and then answered honestly: "Because I seem to have asked Charles, Alexander, Roland, and Marcel this question before... Unfortunately, they don't seem to have sisters."

Beihara and Feng couldn't bear to look away, and reached out to pat Turgenev on the shoulder soothingly: "Okay, it's okay. Hugo can't touch my sister anyway, so don't be so nervous."

When Turgenev was touched by her, he almost jumped up out of reflex, and finally managed to press himself down on his seat, but his ears turned red and his voice trembled: "What are you thinking about?

How could I be nervous?"

After saying that, he turned his head, looking very interested in the zombie parade in Paris.

The zombie parade in Paris is considered to be the most grand and lively parade on Halloween. There are many zombies in the parade, but there are also laymen with messy makeup on their faces.

There is no sense of horror at all, but rather a sense of humor. After some children are frightened, they will even come up to them and apologize with a shy face.

As he watched, Turgenev felt that his mood had relaxed a lot, and he could at least calm down and think about how his friend suddenly changed his gender.

"Actually it will only last one night."

Beihara and Feng held their chins and looked at Turgenev who deliberately kept a distance away from him with a bit of fun: "It's just a small Halloween event. And it's just a gender change, is that all?"

"Or is it that Ivan can't accept me as I am now?"

The traveler pretended to sigh: "I thought our friendship had nothing to do with things like gender and appearance. It's really sad——"

"No! I just feel embarrassed for you! Yes, that's it!"

Turgenev, who had finally calmed down a little, was furious when he heard these words: "This transcendent will never admit that he knows such a shameful guy like you!"

After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a moment. He felt that the words seemed a bit harsh and he couldn't bear to apologize, so he could only add awkwardly:

"But for the sake of Mr. Turgenev's always good temper, I still reluctantly admit that you are my friend, well, just reluctantly admit it!"

Beihara and Feng looked at each other with their heads tilted, and suddenly laughed, with a gentle and indulgent look in their orange-gold eyes, and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to tease the cat:

"Okay, just treat it with a normal attitude. Anyway, if there are a few more and fewer organs, nothing will happen, right?"

The traveler supported his face with his hands, took a piece of barbecue from the other party's plate, raised his hat a little, and started eating calmly:

"I still feel that the proud and confident Turgenev I met in St. Petersburg is more comfortable to get along with."

"Don't take this kind of thing so lightly!"

Turgenev complained, but his mind gradually calmed down. He glanced curiously at Kitahara Kaede, who had changed gender, and returned to his previous reserved and arrogant look. He raised his chin elegantly towards the person in front of him.

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"But why did you suddenly change your gender? Do you plan to only accept men as the person you want to marry?"

Beihara and Feng narrowed their eyes and looked at each other speechlessly.

It’s been so long since I last saw you, your talent of making people beat you up with just your opening has not diminished at all...

Hugo laughed muffledly on the side, took a sip of boiled water next to him, and continued to pretend that he was distracted.

"It's just Halloween costumes." Kitahara and Feng finally exhaled and forgave each other tolerantly, "I have no intention of falling in love with anyone."

Love is such a heavy thing.

It is so heavy that once you carry it on your back, you will no longer be able to fly freely and nimbly across this land.

"I'm leaving."

The traveler skillfully touched the kebabs from Turgenev's plate again, smiled and waved his hand: "I'm still planning to find someone today. I won't accompany you anymore - come to my house for dinner tomorrow, I'll

But the ingredients for lunch are ready."

"Happy Halloween by the way!"

"Well, happy Halloween! Also, girls should protect themselves in Paris!"

Turgenev also waved his hand and looked at the other person's figure disappearing in the sea of ​​people. He also naturally took a piece of barbecue from Hugo's plate and ate it seriously with a frown on his face.

"Speaking of which, who is Beihara looking for? You haven't been tricked into going on a date by some bastard, right?"

"..." Hugo lowered his head and looked at the inexplicably missing barbecue on his plate. He pursed his lips melancholy, but still replied in a good-tempered manner, "I should go see Charles."

"The relationship between the two of them is quite good. Ciel also said before that he wanted to go find Beihara on Halloween."

Turgenev nodded solemnly, and then put an emphasis on Baudelaire in his memory.
To be continued...